Day 670

There was nothing out of the ordinary at first, and then they came from the sea mist. Their faces floating about in the haze seemed around 9 metres tall, possibly larger depending which boat crew you asked and how sober they were.

Most of them refused to talk to the multitude of reporters who flocked to this strange sight and there were less than a handful were willing to actually sail them close to the creatures. Of course the only vessel to make national news was Mag's Old Sow whose crew claimed they were gossamer angels with porcelain faces and silken robes. Everyone knows they could drink the devil himself under the table so Lord only knows why they're being called as if they represent the whole of Ockfield.

After their presence was announced to the entire country and the world by the end of the day, they began to drift closer. After being seemingly stationary for a good five weeks the "Ockfield Angels" were coming to shore. Mag's Old Sow declared it judgement time and a cult began to form around the shore.

With all of this gong on nobody really spared the time to read the smaller incidents that were happening. Little things like dozens of dead albino crows dropping from the sky, their beaks sealed by some kind of wax that, when pried off, revealed a small blank scroll. People had also reported seeing enormous white masks floating at their windows, looking like they were covered in a thin sheet of silk.

Nobody wants to admit that the "Ockfield Angels" have been coming ashore for months now. Everyone's too scared to face the implications of this. If they are indeed angels then judgement day came and hasn't left yet. We don't know what they want but they drift ever closer to us and the sightings are slowly increasing. It's just a mater of time before the world hears and fear takes them just like it's taking us.